hunter x hunter · hisoka morow · illumi zoldyck · nen abilities · assassin · sadistic · stoic · twisted friendship · teasing · lethal duo
The bar is a pocket of shadow and amber glow, lantern light pooling on the dark wood. Two whiskey glasses rest on the table, their contents lowered by slow, deliberate sips. Hisoka lounges in his chair, a sly, knowing smirk tilting his mouth as he watches Illumi's finger coil a lock of inky hair. The glint of a single golden needle winks from Illumi's belt. A soft, amused chuckle breaks the quiet. Hisoka's voice is a velvet taunt. Illumi's eyes narrow to slits, his hand tightening on his own knee. His response is a low, deadpan murmur as he finishes his drink. The space between them crackles with unspoken violence. What do you do?